Over the years, whenever something happened to Jack, Anna would leave me behind to take care of him and then come back later to coax me. I loved her so much that I never had the heart to blame her.
But I also realized that no matter how much I loved her, she really didn't love me.
My friend and I discussed starting a business. We had been friends for many years and were also business partners. We had both built up a lot of connections over the years, so we were ready to start our own business.
Just when we were halfway through the conversation, Anna called.
"You didn't have breakfast? Are you still angry? I've explained everything to you! Can you..."
I interrupted her.
"I know you two are good friends. I'm not angry. Okay, I have something to do. I am busy now!"
There was no sound from Anna. Then I hung up the phone.
As before, she would be very angry and blame me for being narrow-minded. But that time I was not angry and she got uncomfortable. Maybe she was pleased.
But it didn't matter. She had nothing to do with me anymore.
She would never affect me anymore!
It was already late at night when I got home after discussing. At that time, Anna also arrived home.
She was holding a gift in her hand. It looked expensive and must be from Jack.
I had given her gifts before, but she just threw them aside. She told me that if I had no money, I didn't have to give her gifts. In her eyes, gifts that were not branded were garbage.
But she didn't know that the gifts I gave her were specially designed by a designer that I had spent a long time saving up for. They were unique in the world.
She threw the gifts I gave her on the ground, and put the gifts Jack gave her in the cabinet. And every now and then she took them out to maintain and admire.
Over the years, I had become accustomed to it. From the first bouquet of flowers I gave her to the last bag, she treated them all like that.
Sometimes I would even see the gifts I gave her in the trash can downstairs the next day.
"Put it down for me!"
Anna handed the gift to me while she was changing her shoes.
But the cabinet she kept the gifts from Jack was full. I took away the bag that I gave her and put the bag that Jack gave her into the cabinet.
I turned around and found that Anna was looking at me.
"What are you doing? Why did you do that?"
Anna was very angry, and I realized that she might think I did it on purpose.
"You think too much!"